Chapter 132

The sacred wind sword sect is a two-star sect. It is dominated by the supreme elder in Linghai territory, and there are as many as 100000 disciples in the sect.

There are many Tianjiao of the divine wind sword sect. Even the disciples of the outer gate have six aspects of Qi refining. As for the inner gate, they need to achieve nine aspects of Qi refining.

Ding Baixue's ancestor was an inner disciple.

On top of the inner disciples, there are the true disciples of juyuanjing.

Ding Baixue heard that the current sacred wind sword sect has ten true legends, and its cultivation qualification has reached the top grade. They are all real top talents.

The sword of the sacred wind sword sect is the head of the true disciples and the best candidate for the next leader.

Only when Jianzi travels, can he bring four maidens with the signboard of "sacred wind sword sect" in order to show the style of the sect.

Thinking of this, Ding Baixue quickly made a ten thousand blessing ceremony: "Ding Baixue, the fifth generation tower master of the lock demon tower, has seen Lord Shenfeng Jianzi!"

"You know me. It seems that the ancestral rules have not been forgotten." The sword of the divine wind sword sect looked down and fell on Huo Yunjie. "Is that your Taoist companion?"

Ding Baixue's ears turned red: "I tell you, Mr. Jianzi, this is not a Taoist companion under his command, but a Taoist friend who assists in cutting demons. His name is Huo Yunjie, from the ethereal sect of Baifu city."

"There is already a sect......" Shenfeng Jianzi was slightly disappointed.

She witnessed Huo Yunjie's sword pulling skill with her own eyes and felt that this son was a material that could be made. She wanted to bring him back to the sacred wind sword sect for cultivation and become a confidant in the future. Unexpectedly, Huo Yunjie already had his own sect.

"Cough, cough..."

At this time, Huo Yunjie coughed. He wanted to stand up, but he found that he had been overloaded with sword pulling, and he was sore all over. Even if the injury did not worsen, he had to lie down for ten days and a half months.

"Thank you for saving your life. I'm Huo Yunjie of the ethereal sect. Do you know your name?" Huo Yunjie asked, looking powerless.

"My name is mu Ruxue."

Shenfeng Jianzi said his real name, which attracted the four maidens behind him to look at each other and showed surprise.

They remember that mu Ruxue has always been indifferent to people. Unexpectedly, they are willing to disclose their real name. It seems that Huo Yunjie has a high talent and has the potential to become Juyuan in the future.

"Lord Jianzi, the lock demon tower has been destroyed by the flying crazy lizard. What should my subordinates do?" Ding Baixue looked sad.

"Someone will come to repair the lock demon tower, but your Ding family is loyal and dutiful. Your talent is also good. This sword gives you a place to prepare internal disciples. If you like, you can go to the sacred wind sword sect at any time. "

Divine wind sword son mu Ruxue drops a sword token and accurately falls on Ding Baixue's hand. Then she looked at the broken lock demon tower in the distance and flew to Baifu city with four maidens.

"What a high accomplishment!"

Huo Yunjie put his head on Ding Baixue's leg and looked at mu Ruxue's back. He met such a powerful genius for the first time. He looked only 20 years old, but he had been promoted to Juyuan realm. He couldn't help feeling.

"That's the sword of divine wind sword sect. The future two-star sect leader, looking at the whole Nanjiang River Basin, can be regarded as the top genius!" Ding Baixue gently stroked the sword token with lingering fragrance on her hand, looking complex.

Huo Yunjie said with a smile, "why don't you want to go to the sacred wind sword sect?"

"I want to go, but I can't bear the blind dates in the ancient town." Ding Baixue looked a little complicated.

……

High in the air.

The sacred wind sword bathes like snow, carries his hands, and his clothes float like a fairy under the moon.

The maid wearing the jade plate with the word "God" asked, "Jianzi, why do you prepare the inner disciple order for the lock demon tower master? This woman is barely a member of the elder's line. I'm afraid she will attract his old man's dissatisfaction. "

"The lock demon tower is originally a harmful thing. When Ben Jianzi succeeds to the throne, he will tear down all the 108 lock demon towers arranged outside the zongmen!"

Mu Ruxue pressed down at the corner of her mouth and looked unhappy. "OK, speed up. You must reach my cousin before sunrise."

"Yes."

The four maids bowed down quickly.

……

Ethereal peak.

Ye Feng stood on the roof and found that Huo Yunjie's task progress had soared to one-third. He muttered: "Yunjie's task is to practice his own sword pulling skill. It seems that he should have practiced one-third. It's very fast! As for Mo Ying, I don't know what's going on... "

……

On the North Bank of the beacon fire, there is a big forest in the sky.

Moying sat in front of a bonfire, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and smiled rarely.

She took off her black hat, took off her masked black veil on her face, and revealed her snow-white flawless cheeks.

Took out the mirror and smelled beautiful. Mo Ying looked at the slightly cold beautiful face in the mirror and sighed: "unfortunately, my face can only recover its original appearance every other month or every full moon night. I really don't know when this kind of day is the end..."

A moment later.

The ink warbler ate the golden and crisp rabbit meat roasted on the campfire, waved his hand to extinguish the flame, put on a veil and hat, and came to the river to wash his hands.

Suddenly, a mutated giant crocodile broke through the water, opened its mouth and bit the ink warbler. At the same time, it spewed out a terrible smell from its mouth.

Tear!

The ink warbler tiptoed a little, dodged easily, and then cut the sword horizontally. The giant crocodile at the peak of the medium demon soldier level was cut in half.

"It's strange that I've been so lucky recently. It's the 15th medium demon soldier level demon beast, but I can't touch the higher demon soldier level. It's like hiding from me."

The ink warbler is very depressed.

I thought it was easy to kill the higher demon soldier level monster. As a result, she was stunned and didn't meet any of them from the beginning to now.

Yujian flew to a height of 100 meters. Moying looked into the distance and found that there was a small and medium-sized forest village in the distance. If it weren't for the night, there was a huge and bright bonfire in the village, otherwise it would be very difficult to find it.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, the ink warbler heard the roar of evil animals near the village, accompanied by the breath of the peak of the higher demon soldier level.

"Finally!" The ink warbler immediately flew over.

Miles away.

In an ancient village with a long history.

The people here wear animal leather clothes and are painted with all kinds of white animal veins, like a monster with a tiger body and face.

A huge bonfire was lit in the middle of the village, and the flames rose, making the heat wave burning within tens of meters.

Beside the campfire, there was a high platform with a young girl tied to it. She was covered in her mouth and tied to the platform.

"Hoo ha!"

The group of people in animal leather clothes surrounded the girl, constantly barking and singing, as if they were calling something.

"Roar!"

The shrill roar soon came. The people raised their heads and saw a monster with a tiger body and face falling from the sky and falling on the high platform. Smelling the girl's breath, they immediately showed an intoxicated color in their eyes.

"Welcome the tiger master!"

"This is our sacrifice this year. I hope you like it."

All the people in the village knelt on the ground and looked pious.

The tiger Reverend stared at the girl who kept crying on the high platform and showed a cruel smile. The next moment, he bit it down.

Qiang!

A sword Qi broke through the air and split the tiger.

Then the ink warbler fell on the high platform, crossed the long sword and untied the rope on the young girl.

"Thank you, immortal master, for saving your life!"

The girl knelt on the platform and kowtowed constantly.

However, Mo Ying was not in the mood to talk to her, but looked at the tiger master who fell to the ground with a dignified look.

As for the people in the village, they fled and disappeared as early as when the tiger Reverend was split down.

"If you dare to break your good deeds, you will die!"

The tiger Reverend roared. Looking at the sword mark on his neck, he could see the bone. If it weren't for his great life, he would be cold when the sword came down.